Midnight Thoughts

Sometimes late at night simply i can’t sleep
Thinking about my innocence is no longer to mine to keep
Somwhat like the worst nightmare one can’t imagine
Dreary days are steadily approaching, bad memories trailing behind
Its not only me, the same one had felt is different ways, a kind of pain
Standing there in in the night so scared so harsh to love anymore I was covered with the veil of darkness, like the satin petals of rose.

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I love to write poems basically on love... From Assam.. M on insta nd fb《Shrist koiri》
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